Never Surrender [ Snape x Lupin ]

Chapter Twenty Nine

Life had been strange, not because something ominous was creeping around the corner but because seemed like the dust was still settling and no one could tell what would be made out of it.

Remus was thinking about some things, finally laying down in his bed, not the spare bedroom's. His son would only be there tomorrow, so he had the evening and night to be entirely by himself. He put some music, had been so long since he didn't have time to simply listen to something. The day had been rather long including waking up early, getting the house ready, and visiting Severus at the hospital.

Now, there was something Remus had been trying to deal with. And he was way too familiar with that old sensation of built-up sexual tension between him and a certain dark wizard. It was subtle at first, but now allowing himself to feel it for what it was, he just knew he had been letting it accumulate too much on him.

Remus always acted normally around Severus, being most respectful of his healing and fragile health. He wasn't sure if Severus was putting thought into it, possibly not much, but Remus had been noticing their moments together were changing. They would mostly hug briefly, talk, and hold hands, but the long-forgotten little things were coming back.

Whenever there was a chance for them to touch, or linger in it, they would. It could be just handling each other an object, it could be Remus putting a lock of Severus' long dark hair to the side, he'd always take the opportunity to brush his finger gently on him. Which was always well received, and reciprocated.

Laying down in his bed, Remus realized it had been way too long since he had the time, privacy, and even desire to take his time feeling his body. He timidly brushed the tip of his long fingers close to his hipbones and his leg moved almost on its own. He inhaled deeply, closing his eyes, going just a little further under his clothes. He felt the crease between his thigh and his more intimate area, his other hand starting to caress around his chest, collarbones, and neck, where he missed being kissed. Or even marked, if he was brave enough to admit so.

"This is wrong, I shouldn't, he's at the hospital" He said to himself not too seriously in his mind, mostly to point out he knew it was wrong, but never taking his hands away from himself

He tried to shift what he was thinking about, unsuccessfully. Severus was always there, his deep voice telling him things, his grip firm enough to be mean just the right way. The way he did him on so many occasions was haunting but in a good way.

Remus breathed sharply, the bare memories making him worked up and thirsty for a familiar touch. He took his hands away from himself for a moment, trying to regain some dignity. Severus couldn't be doing this to him without even trying. It wasn't fair.

But his mind was too agitated and his body too triggered. He remembered his rough moaning voice just behind him, how he'd lose his menacing presence to a much messier one when he was close, so close to-

"Screw this" Remus thought, finally undressing

He had a vast inventory of memories to choose from and his own imagination of course, but he knew exactly which night from their time in Hogwarts he wanted to remember.

Ever since that day in which Severus took Polyjuice to help him deal with his body image, a malicious thought lingered on them both. What if...? They almost kissed while Severus was transformed and that bastard had done a great job tempting him, slipping the subject here and there until Remus finally agreed.

They used the room of requirement, of course. Severus showed up with enough Polyjuice to keep him transformed for hours. He transformed inside a cabin the room provided them and when he came out of it, wearing a dark green robe, there were two Lupins in the room.